Site menu |
|
Login form |
|
Search |
|
Our poll |
|
Statistics |
Total online: 1 Guests: 1 Users: 0 |
|
Welcome, Guest · RSS |
2024-04-25, 8:28 PM |
|
Chapter 21: The Gopîs Glorify the Song of
Krishna's Flute
(1) S'rî S'uka said: 'Thus entered Acyuta
with the cows and gopas the place that was cooled by the
breezes sweet of the fragrance from the lotus filled lakes with their
waters pellucid from the season of fall. (2)
While He, roaming the lakes, rivers and hills, was tending the animals
in the company of Balarâma and the cowherd boys, played the Sweet
Lord between the blooming trees His flute vibrating along with the
maddened bees and flocks of birds. (3)
Of the ladies of Vraja who heard the song of the flute, which brought
to mind the flourishing [of all existence], revealed some in confidence
to their intimates what their thoughts were about Krishna. (4) Commencing with that description were they,
remembering all that Krishna did and getting excited in rapt attention,
no longer capable of proceeding, o ruler of man. (5) With a peacock feather on His head, with the
body of the best of dancers, a blue karnikâra lotus behind His
ears, wearing golden, yellow colored garments and [decorated] with the vaijayantî
garland ['of victory' with flowers of five different colors], filled He
the holes of His flute with the nectar from His lips while He, with His
glories being sung by the group of cowherds, entered the forest of
Vrindâvana that was so enchanting because of His footprints. (6) O King, hearing the sound of the flute which
captivates the minds of all living beings, embraced all the women of
Vraja each other as they were describing Him.
(7) The gopîs said: 'O friends, we
who have eyes know of no greater achievement than this: to imbibe the
loving glances radiating from the faces of the two sons of the king of
Vraja as They play on Their flutes and with Their mates drive the cows
before them from one forest to another. (8)
With the mango sprouts, peacock feathers, garlands of flower buds,
lotuses and lilies in combination with the colorful garments They dress
up with, shine the two magnificently forth in the midst of the cowherd
boys, just like two expert dancers on a stage now and then singing. (9) O gopîs, how meritorious must
the deeds have been of this flute of Krishna just to enjoy on its own
the taste left behind by the nectar of the lips to which the gopîs
are entitled. His forefathers the bamboo trees are shedding tears of
joy just like the river [where they grew] with her wealth is full of
joy [shedding tears of honey from her lotuses]. (10) Vrindâvana, o friends, adds to the
glories of the earth having received the treasure of the lotus feet of
the son of Devakî. To that maddens the sound of Govinda's flute
the peacocks, whose dance stuns all other creatures looking down from
the hillsides. (11) How fortunate
are the doe who, however ignorantly they were born, in hearing the
sound of the flute of the so very nicely dressed son of Nanda, with
their affectionate glances performed worship in the company of their
black husbands. (12) For all women
is it a festival to observe Krishna with His beauty and character and
to hear the clear song of His flute. Of the wives of the gods of heaven
flying around in their heavenly vehicles slip, agitated and bewildered
as they are by the thought of Him, the flowers they tied in their hair
and slacken their belts. (13)
The cows raise their ears high to catch in those vessels the nectar of
the sounds emitted by Krishna with His mouth to the flute. The calves,
with mouths full of the milk that exuded from the udders, stand
silently with in their eyes and minds Govinda who touches them and
fills their eyes with tears. (14)
O mothers, for sure are the birds in the forest [as] great sages out
there to see Krishna. Rising to the branches of the trees with all
their wealth of creepers and twigs, hear they with their eyes closed
the sweet vibrations of the flute that silences the rest. (15) The [female] rivers when they hear that song
of Krishna, run because of their minds steeped in love in whirlpools
with their currents broken. Seizing and holding firm in the embrace of
their wavy arms the two feet of Murâri, carry they to them
offerings of lotus flowers. (16)
Seeing in the heat of the sun Him all the time loudly playing His flute
as He was herding Vraja's animals together with Râma and the gopas,
expanded out of the love of friendship a cloud high to create with its
body a parasol with great numbers of [cool droplets descending like]
flowers. (17) The women of the Pulindya tribe [the
aboriginal people of Vraja] find full satisfaction with the lotus feet
of the Lord Glorified by the Great, when they, seeing its reddish kunkuma
sticking to the grass that before decorated the breasts of His
girlfriends, pained by the very thought, are in the position to
overcome that pain by smearing the powder on their breasts and faces. (18) And oh, this hill [Govardhana], o friends,
is the Lord His best servant because it, from the touch of the lotus
feet of Krishna and Râma, is jubilant of respect with offers of
drinking water, tender grass and edible roots for the cows, the calves
and the cowtenders. (19) Wondrously
are, with Their in all freedom together with the cowherd boys leading
the cows to each place in the forest, by the vibrations of the flute
its sweet tones, o friends, of the living entities the ones that can
move stunned and the otherwise immobile trees stirred to ecstasy by the
two of Them, They who can be recognized by the ropes [*] They have for binding the rear legs of the
cows.'
(20) This way picturing one another the pastimes of
the Supreme Lord wandering around in Vrindâvana, became the gopîs
fully absorbed by Him.'
|
|